Now, he saw the familiar tenderness in that woman's eyes.
The scene in front of him flashed, and he seemed to have returned to a long, long time ago.
At that time, he was just a prince, and at that time, Feng Qingyang's mother-in-law looked at him tenderly, with tenderness and nostalgia.
Time flies, decades have passed in the blink of an eye!
He had almost forgotten how long those tender eyes had been away from him!
If he hadn't seen Feng Qingyang's innocent smiling face every time, maybe even the smile in his memory would have become blurry.
It is easy to fall in love, but it is not easy to fall in love for a long time!
He stared blankly at Chen Xi and Feng Qingyang not far away, and sincerely hoped that they would not follow in the footsteps of the previous generation.
"Your Majesty, I would like to inform you if I have any questions!"
After three rounds of drinking, Emperor Ling Xiao was already a little tipsy. He slowly raised his eyes, faced Prime Minister Lin in the center of the hall, and waved his hand: "I am in a good mood today and don't want to talk about political affairs. If you have anything to do, I'll talk about it tomorrow!"
"Your Majesty, this matter has nothing to do with political affairs."
"Um?"
"Your Majesty, today many beauties have been sent from various countries. In the past, these beauties would have been evaluated by the Queen and included in the harem. But now that the post has been vacant for several days, what arrangements should be made for these beauties?
Also, who should take care of everything in the harem?"
Emperor Ling Xiao frowned in deep thought. He, who had always ignored the affairs of the harem, had never thought about these details after he was deposed.
For a while, no one knew which concubine had the ability to manage the harem.
When Lin Cheng saw Emperor Ling Xiao frowning and remaining silent, he asked again: "Your Majesty, in a few months it will be the day of the triennial draft. Look, there are vacancies at the back of the palace. Should the draft be brought forward?"
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"Is it the day of the draft again so soon?"
Emperor Ling Xiao's frown deepened.
He looked at the young girls dancing in the center of the hall with boredom. Each one of them had a unique charm and was as beautiful as a flower. He had seen so many of them over the years and was tired of them. He was already tired of aesthetics.
Prime Minister Lin said: "Your Majesty, many ministers' daughters have signed up for the draft this year. Among them, there are many virtuous and virtuous people. Maybe there are management talents among them..."
Emperor Ling Xiao waved his hand and interrupted Prime Minister Lin: "You can take care of this matter first! As for the affairs of the harem, leave it to Concubine Xiao to handle for the time being!"
"...Here!"
Feng Qingyang's hand holding the wine glass paused, and on his innocent smile, a cold light crawled through the depths of his eyes.
Chen Xi felt the temperature drop around her. She raised her eyes in confusion and looked at Feng Qingyang. Just as she was about to ask him what was wrong, the man close at hand blinked and returned to his "silly king" state.
He picked up the wine glass, stood up staggeringly, and looked at Emperor Ling Xiao with a hollow smile: "Father, are you getting married again? Haha, Yang'er congratulates you first!"
"Yang'er..." Emperor Ling Xiao frowned. I wonder if it was his imagination, but he always felt that Feng Qingyang's eyes were so cold!
That cold illusion inexplicably aroused the guilt deep in his heart!
Yang'er asked him if he was getting married again!
He enunciated the word "again" very clearly.
The Empress Dowager looked at Feng Qingyang's drunken appearance and said with a smile: "The triennial draft is already an old rule! It would be a good thing if a few talents can be cultivated among these newcomers to manage the harem.
pile."
"Haha, that's a good thing! Father, Yanger gives you a drink!"